And then i had a penis in each hand. It was magical.
It wasn't until that morning that I realized I wasn't actually dreaming, finding myself in the bathtub with someone laying on me
He probably smells like baby powder and sexual identity crisis.
You hid from a cop under some guy's canoe on his lawn.. It didnt work
if the future wants me to fuck him, then i guss i have to
Makers Mark. Chicken nuggets in a blender. Smart
margarita monday on the first day back? my gpa is telling me noo! but my heart is telling me goo! I am conflicted..
I'm not sure if I should be proud of you for having morals or disappointed in you for letting your sex life get this sad.
I mean, who doesn't have an ex involved with bath salts?
I want to preface this by saying nothing happened, nothing is on fire. It is mere speculation. Do we have a fire extinguisher?
I was riding him and in the middle he literally said "fuck yeah, Amy Winehouse"
He serenaded me a cappella to Ed Sheeran. I wasn't going to leave his dick unsucked.
She couldn't understand why my walking in on her 70 year old parents ruined any chance of a boner for at least an hour. I think she's too slow for me to fornicate with.
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
My new favorite word is dickbag. I think its relevant here. And I say that with all the love in the world.
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